"May I claim the prize that belongs to me now?" Ling Xi asked without looking back.
"Eh... Yes." Dazed, the host answered with a slight stun.
The host was somewhat unaccustomed to Ling Xi's indifference and calmness.
Having hosted countless competitions, all the victors never had the serenity of the girl before him, serene to the point that he truly doubted whether she was here for the prizes on the stage.
But soon, he dismissed the thought from his mind.
If not for the prizes and access to the inner area, what else could it be for? Just... to claim? What did that mean?
...
The audience watched as Ling Xi walked step by step towards the iron cage, wondering which one she would choose; even a certain man in a private booth couldn't help but focus intently.
Whom would she pick?
Apart from those who knew Ling Xi's purpose for taking the stage, almost everyone thought that Ling Xi would choose the handsome, delicately beautiful boy in the cage, since he was the only male there.
